And then there was internet...

In the beginning, there was a room, and it was empty, except for a bed, a desk, a bedside table, a closet and a cupboard. And then I moved into the room, and filled it with my books, my clothes, my music instruments, my compter and other trash. And for a time it was good.
But then I was aware of a wish to be connected with the world outside my room. And I gave thought to this problem, and decided that there must be internet. So I said: 'Let there be internet!' But nothing happened. And then I went to an internet provider, and in return for a promise to pay a certain amount of money every month, the internet provider said: 'Let there be internet!' But still nothing happened. And I waited for a month and a half, and went to the provider many times, and said: 'You have promised that there would be internet, but behold, there is no internet.' And the internet provider's employees said 'Let there be internet,' and they said it to Telekom, and to their boss, and to everyone to whom it seemed to make sense to say this, and then, after a month and a half, my flatmate happened to catch a technician who had just connected someone else, and made him connect my room, too.
And then there was internet, and I saw that it was good.